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...and the record shop smelled like a firecracker
so many sparks flew when I first saw you
...and my heart looked like a disaster area
miss hardware where are you?
I got a grand idea
lets spend some time
lets make this last
this grand idea of mine
its you Hilary portrait in my mind
the scent in my sheets
this ringing in my ears
it smells like a roman candle
as this pen scribbles tonight
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